What Synchronicity Looks Like Part II

I wandered farther down the aisle, searching for the Abraham books, the reason I’d chosen to come to the aisle in the first place, but they had lost all interest for me. There was zero appeal. I don’t think I even removed one fully from the shelf. I wandered away, and on my way out of the aisle, my eye caught the Heart Oracle cards.

The picture on the front struck a chord within my consciousness. It resonated with the actual literal wedding-slash-handfasting (complete with braided cord and all) where I’d been poleaxed with all my own negative energy just a week before. Part of me was still wrestling with that, and my soul knew it.

I picked up the Heart deck and placed the Psychic deck back on the shelf. Something inside me knew that this deck had something to tell me (mind you, I’ve always had a fascination with Tarot, but I’ve never taken it seriously, and had a tarot deck at home I’d bought a year before and never even opened!). I asked Husband if he objected to me getting the deck, and he didn’t, so we bought it (getting a discount, and ending up paying less than the pre-tax cost of the other deck [everything’s always working out for me!])

I got home and started messing with the deck. I spread out the cards and plucked one, thinking of my friend, the one who had gotten married. The friend who was the reason behind the impulse to buy the deck in the first place. I drew three cards and studied their meaning in the book, and drew my own interpretation of them. The answer was not clear, not in the ‘what actions to take’ area, that is still… brewing, but the ‘conclusion’ was definitely relieving. Things were all going to work themselves out.

Next I pulled a card for a potential mentor, because I was unsure of her purpose in my life and again, I studied the book meaning, then used my intuition to tailor it to me, personally. It seemed she and I will collaborate on something. Whether that’s mentorship services or some other thing, I don’tknow, but again, my thoughts were reaffirmed.

I pulled a few other cards, but everything I pulled just felt blah. Boring. Uninspired.

I decided to try some visualization exercises for a bit, because I had heard that it helps to develop the clair-skills (Clairsentience, Clairvoyance, etc). I thought I would try to visualize numbers. Then I had the thought to make things a little trickier… I’d visualize colored numbers.

I closed my eyes and tried to picture a yellow number one. The color was arbitrary. Yellow just happened to be the first color that popped into my head. It took a few seconds, but I got a one, but it wasn’t yellow. I concentrated and finally, the one seemed to turn a watery yellow for the briefest moment… that was enough for me. I’d take it as a win.

I could picture a splotch of blue, and I was able to see a white number two pretty clearly, but for the life of me, I couldn’t picture a blue number two. I began to feel some frustration, so I opened my eyes, about to take a deep breath and try again when I happened to notice that the last card I had pulled out of the deck, the card from my second reading, was left out of the deck (I had wrapped it in a silk scarf and had been holding them, while trying to visualize).

I decided to take the opportunity for a break, and put the card back in the deck. As I slid it home, the thought occured to me… I wonder what the blue number two is in this deck (one suit had blue edges… the card colors were black, purple, red, green, and of course, blue)?

I had been keeping the cards I’d already studied/read on the top of the deck. I removed them, and decided to look through the deck and find that blue two, because I was too curious not to. Holding the remaining, unstudied portion of the deck, I began to flip cards over, from the top. One. Two. Three.

There it was. Blue number two, in all its glory…

Oh, yes. You’re seeing that right, friends. The third ‘card’ (or reading) I was trying to find moments before, to study. The third card down in the deck. The blue number two card. The blue number two which I was totally, completely, perplexingly unable to see is…….

The ‘Refusing to See’ card.

(Continued from preface) Look at how many opportunities for missing that moment of sheer delight (and the five or six I’ve had since then, all with this deck, in less than a week)! What if Husband had listened to me and never even bothered looking for an open shop? What if I’d been cranky, and not wanted to go, or just had wanted to stay home? I doubt I would be any worse for wear. And I don’t see (yet) how this has added some great boon to my existence. It’s a simple delight in co-conspiring with your Higher Self for putting amazing, delightful things in your path, for the sheer fun of it… this is the joy and delight of synchronicity.

It was pretty awesome to experience. I had another experience with the Juno cards, what with buying the last deck for sale, living in the same town as the creator, receiving permission to share them with y’all…

My friend bought me a tarot deck for my birthday, having no clue that I was even interested!

Yes! How exciting! 😊 Isn’t it such a confirmation that once we really get into that openness, how much it all just works out in such a beautifully divine way? I’ve actually been doing the same recently, which is mainly the reason I’ve been so quiet here (plus I’m graduating next week!). Just flowing with it all and seeing where it takes me, which right now it’s taken me to opening up an Etsy shop and selling my art. I was resisting it at first but then I ended up putting the thought out there and had so much feedback which served as confirmation that, “Yes, I am guided. Yes, this is right.” 🙏🏼💜

Do you have a website? I would love to see your artwork! I am an artist also, depending on how you define the term 🙂 I try to make a point to be aware of the talents of those in my ‘orbit’ so to speak.
One never knows when the perfect collaboration will come along!

I was making an effort to sell some stuff at one time, but it turns out that photography isn’t where my passion lies… but there’s some other stuff, too. I use the term ‘artist’ loosely. I enjoy dabbling in the creative arts, but nothing of professional quality.

I LOVE Warp Speed, Sands of Time, and Piling it On. Those would be awesome as large prints! I’m big into abstraction, though recently I’ve been inspired by my home, the landscape of West Texas. I usually reach for actual paint but since I’ve had quite a large break I forced myself to work with a new medium – chalk pastels! You can go to my Instagram and check out some of my pieces there, just scroll down a bit.

Ps – I find “professional” art to only be a small quarter of the art that’s put out and often loved by so many. Art is subjective and I definitely say that you are an artist! Your canvas pieces are beautiful. Your ability with words, too.